Childish Major - Keep Running lyrics

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Ft. Matik Estrada, Big KRIT & Curtis Williams

(Verse: Big KRIT)

Shit be real, this money's a killing deal

Some break ankles to get it, Tom Liquorman with it

Those meat robbers and uh, pill poppers

Just to be Louie V shoppers, the sweet lofter

Bust it open to her precious middle sound like beat boxin'

And she wonder why we call her hoe

Cuz instead of runnin' laps, she runnin' into laps

She dress like Halle Berry and more like a baps

Snap yo fingers, no brothers, no genies

You can work bottle for bottle, you gon' end up without a college

Stop blamin' yo momma fo' it, fo' your mistakes, we all make 'em

You might not gamble with dice, but we all fake 'em

Like 7, 7-11, oh, we crap out

Life can get ahold of your soul and make you tap out

Why you wanna pretend this ain't real when you should snap out

Of that dream state, how far would you walk for cheesecake?

That's metaphorical for leaving your comfort zone

In case you was on Bonessy, that show Diddy was on

Like success might be around the bend

You can walk or run, but that's where the real race begins

Marathon, carry on, foreva young

You'll never be, grow up and start paroding

The fusion's always out this planet

Cuz when yo laser strong enough, just pass the torch

Cuz we can manage to keep runnin'

(Hook)

Let's see how yo feet hurt

Let's see how yo feet work

(Keep runnin', runnin', n' runnin' runnin')

(N' runnin', runnin', n' runnin' runnin', oh)

(Verse 2: Childish Major)

Aye, people told me I was the country that made it

As I'm lost in the Matrix, it's the battle with Morpheus

My passion is morphinous, tally towards my balance

I get tacked in this ordinance

And all I eva did is kill the check and just torture it

Then immaculate forcities, been speakin' bout the universe

Collaborating through so many places through the work

Be stylish, just stay true to what you do, my nigga

Keep it honest, run a race at yo own pace until you weak and vomit

Promise to neva quit, I'd rather build a wall and try to fuck it

You sell the beat, no need to risk yo freedom just to hustle and sell a brick

Cuz you deserve a shot, so get the dumpin' Beretta clip and keep it movin'

You think we're coolin', but trust me, my lil Big on

I play upon the Rubble and _____(?) like Fred Flinstone

So why's these stories up in the front

Life is what you make it, I'm just Forest Gump in the Gump

Keep!

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Curtis Williams)

Look, I said, you niggas ain't smokin' like we

Stuffin' all these green dutches with mountains of tree

Since a young'n said fuck it, and did what I pleased

These niggas don't wanna witness when I'm spendin' money and grinnin'

It's been that way since the beginnin', but I just kept chillin'

And fuckin' all of their women

This bait camo got me feelin' kinda militant

I been with the shits, you can tell that I've been gettin' it

Jeans criticize, but I guess it's the only thing you can try

Used against this guy, cuz I been that next

Been blowin' on the best, been real, been puttin' all of these monkeys on my chest

Yes, roll a blunt and nigga, ease my stress

Uh, ain't gotta ask bout the money, you can tell a nigga blessed

Yeah, uh, and a nigga keep

(Hook)